A fun little Gaelic Storm version of a classic. It is my first attempt at figuring a song out and, while basic, I hope some may find it of use! I don't know how to differentiate the barre chords from the open, so I used the asterisk. Criticism (improvements) welcome! Chords: G 320003 D xx0232 C x32010 Bm x24432 C* x35553 D* x57775 Em* x79987 Intro: |G |G |G |G D | |G |G |G |CDG | G D Come single belle and beau unto me pay attention G C D Don't ever fall in love - it's the devil's own invention G Bm C* D* Once I fell in love with a lady so bewitching Em* D* C* D* Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's Kitchen G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D At the age of seventeen I was apprentice to a grocer G C D Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri used to go, sir G Bm C* D* Her manners were so fine, she set my heart a twitchin' Em* D* C* D* She invited me to a Courtin' in the Kitchen! G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Next Sunday be the day that we were to have our flare up G C D I dressed meself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled me hair up G Bm C* D* The captain had no wife, he had gone a fishin' Em* D* C* D* So we kicked up our life to a hooley in her kitchen! G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. [solo section] |G |G |G |G D | |G |G |G |CDG | (repeat 4 times) [end solo] G D She slipped up to her room, I said: "Good Lord Almighty!" G C (stop) She came back down the stairs wearing nothing but her nighty! G Bm C* D* With her arms around me waist she slyly hinted marriage Em* D* C* D* When to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage! G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Well the Captain came downstairs though he saw me situation G C D In spite of all me prayers I was marched off to the station G Bm C* D* For me they set no bail though to get home I was itchen' Em* D* C* D* And I had to tell the tale of how I came into that kitchen G D Well I swore she did invite me though she gave a flat denial G C D For assault they did indict me and I was sent for trial G Bm C* D* She swore I robbed the house in spite of all me screechin' Em* D* C* D* And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen! G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy. G C D Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy... ...